The roar of the monster engine was oppressive, the explosion exploded on the side of the Chimera, and the loyal Imperial machinery was transformed into scrap metal at this moment, which was heart-wrenching and silenced the soldiers.

Huge orc machines continue to move forward, flamethrowers and chainsaws will kill all living things, defeat may be close to them, and the so-called sacrifices and heroes are worthless in the face of the power of true destruction?

The heavy bomb team continued to shoot, and all they answered was the flames of the orc mech, turning the bomb into a thick juice of molten iron, turning the soldier into charred brown bones.

The evil voice of waaagh echoed through the dense and narrow forest, the power of the fear can spread out in the hearts of the people, and the protection of the emperor dissipated cleanly in the face of absolute power.

The soldiers did not necessarily despair, and in the end, all eyes were still on the heroic platoon commander Alan Baier.

Since the day Alan Bair can remember, the so-called special has been far away from him, he has seen the tireless work of his teachers, watched countless complicated test papers, and looked forward to miracles in his heart.

His family looked forward to him, and the expectation was coiled around his body, and in his eyes at that time, the sky was still completely blue.

But he is not the legendary angel who has the blessing of the emperor, nor is he a so-called saint who can be resurrected after death.

I heard that if he is as strong as Kane's counselor, he can tear this piece of rotten iron with his hands, but he is just a mortal, just like an ant in front of it.

He has nothing but luck...

But they called him a hero

Because he has brought miracles

They called him a hero

Because he was born different

They made him heroes

for he will not die in great calamity

They forced him to be a hero

That's all there is to it

Then he is simply a hero

If you can save the world!

Alan Byer scrambled to his feet, he took off his energy backpack and lowered his load, the ridiculously weak Hellgun roaring at the metal monster, the beam hitting its sensors, causing the giant monster to shake continuously.

"Come here!" He shouted and ran, and he drew the orc machine to turn its gun, so that the other soldiers could run out of cover and toward the city with ammunition and equipment.

And the beam of his hell gun hit the body but could not penetrate, the so-called rhetoric before, now it is just a joke.

However, he will not sit still, and it may sound stupid to give his new relatives a chance to live, but Alan Baier also hopes that he can live to die this time.

His shoulders ached, his eyes couldn't see clearly, and he danced like a play in front of a huge monster, and a single shot of the hell gun couldn't see through a few holes in it.

He tossed and turned in the forest, hoping to fight for a chance to survive, but the giant mechanical monster could burn the forest.

For Greenskin, the so-called environment is just something that doesn't matter, the heat surrounds the forest, and countless trees are ignited by flamethrowers, but instead of killing Alan Bair, this fire allows his body to hide in it.

The greenskins of the pilot's mech grew more and more irritable, and missiles and flames continued to spew, but Alan Bail hid in the forest, gasping for breath and slowly retreating into the distance.

Miracle again, is it luck? No, it was the experience of fighting Katachan that taught him how to hide in the forest, and with only one person, he could hide more thoroughly than the other soldiers!

Even if the flames burned his body, it would be hindered by the carapace's highly enclosed armor seal, making him unexpectedly heat-resistant, and swamp-like dead leaves could sneak into it and lower the temperature.

And the others have been quickly evacuated, holding ammunition and weapons, but the Chimera of the staff officer rests here forever ...

When the giant war machine leaves, only the burning ferns are left.

Alan Bair breathed a sigh of relief, he was still alive, he had picked up a life.

Until a cold muzzle pressed against the back of his head, lying in the dead leaves, he spoke in a rough low Gothic. "Shrimp, have you had enough?"

It was a special operations boy, damn it, a vicious thing trained by the one-eyed orcs, and the smell of his body and the smell of black powder from his goddamn weapon disgusted Alan Byer.

His green fingers are modeled on Alan Bair's tactical belt, what is his goal? Katachan Blade!

Obviously, One-Eye's favorite thing is also loved by other special operations kids, this guy didn't die in the scramble just now, but he fell in love with Alan Bair's comrade-in-arms relics.

There was no way, Alan Baier could only endure this hateful greenskin and take what he wanted, and the arrival of the special warfare boy also made the orc mecha find out that something was wrong here.

He split through the forest and walked over to the stalemate between them, the massive mech making a sound. "Is that the shrimp that the boss wanted?"

The special operations kid replied in low Gothic. "yes, it's him, the shrimp head who pressed the bomb!"

"I want his knife, reward you!"

The gigantic mech replied. "No, I want a knife too!"

The special operations kid scolded. "You can't even get out of the can!"

They looked at each other, and if the can sensor was still "eye", at this moment Alan Bair spoke.

"If you really need this knife so much, I think you can duel."

The special warfare kid is obviously smarter. "Duel? Right now? No, no, you're not dead! ”

But the canned head was not so clear, he directly waved his big iron chainsaw blade and struck, and the special warfare boy immediately took out the anti-vehicle cannon behind his back, and smashed the arm in mid-air, and the iron shards grazed Alan Baier's cheek, making a scarlet cut.

"Yes, yes! The master of the knife! The orc in the can of fear shouted, and Alan Bair took advantage of the chaos to run away as the Special Warfare Kid opened fire, and then pointed the Hell Gun at the Special Operations Kid.

Shoot directly, and the beam will smash the flesh and blood of that damn thing, and he is also very glad that the one-eyed orc boss seems to care about him very much?

Overall, it was a great deal of luck not to get a headshot from a single blast, and the question is, when the body of the special operations kid fell to the ground, how would he deal with an angry orc can?

Alan Bair immediately rushed to the corpse of the Green Pie Task Boy, grabbed the tattered-looking anti-vehicle bazooka, and pulled the trigger on the orc can!

And then the bazooka fell apart ...

Sure enough, you can't use orc weapons without a waaagh stance?!

The can adjusts to its condition, and a huge chainsaw sweeps in. "I don't care what the boss needs you to do, Shrimp! Die! He shouted, and the buzzing chainsaw struck!

"!" Alan Baier closed his eyes, hoping that the circular saw wouldn't hurt too much...

But a moment later, a huge light appeared, was the emperor apparition? No, it's the glow of a hot weapon!

The huge mech cockpit was completely melted, the chainsaw grazed Alan Bair's side, and the dead leaves of the forest that had been burned to ashes sprinkled on his face...

Lieutenant Colonel Arvada stepped out from behind the orc mech, a gleaming hot melt gun with unextinguished flames from its muzzle.

"Boy, it's a big move, now we're one life for another, and it's flat."